Supreme Crazy Concubine: Poison King's Beloved

"Lonely, you are moving. Believe me or not, it will make you look good!" The heat spread on Murong Fengqing's face in a flash, and the blush covered Murong Fengqing's cheek. Damn, what's her blush? How amazing it is. Murong Fengqing, you have to be calm and can't be affected by this guy.

"I didn't move my hands and feet, I just moved my mouth..." Gu Wujue's voice was very low, and he whispered in Murong Feng's ears, as if he wanted to tease her.

"You Murong Feng leans his foot on the lonely foot. This shameless bastard, she wants to step on him.

"Chi... Qing'er, you want to murder your husband!" She was so lonely that she took a breath. Now there is no skin on him that is intact. She is ready to waste him with such a cruel kick.

"Shut up Murong wind is too lazy to talk with him, and takes the lonely to his room with a quick step.

Miserable, miserable, Xiao Qingqing, you're finished. You don't admit it, but you can't change it. You've been eaten to death. Looking at the two people who flirt, Feng Jiu thinks that although Xiao Qing doesn't admit it, in fact, you have already been attacked by others, so you have to raise the flag to surrender.

"Lonely, you lie down too. I'll help you back, and you should let go of your hand!" Looking at the hand grasped by the lonely, what kind of trick does the man want to play now.

"Qing'er, I have back pain, hand pain, chest pain and waist pain. You have to rub it for me!" Gu Wujue pointed to all the bruises on his body. He really hurt, and there was no falsehood!

He's in pain! Now she wants him to hurt his tongue and mouth. In that case, he won't have so much nonsense.

"Qing'er, you don't want to torture me, do you?" Looking at Murong Fengqing's changing look, she felt lonely and had a vague foreboding. Every time she was silent, she was ready to deal with him!

"No, I don't torture you. I just cut your tongue, so you shouldn't have so much nonsense." Murong Fengqing wanted to get rid of Gu Wujue. As soon as he raised his hand, he was immediately pulled forward. He followed Gu Wujue and lay on the bed, with the men and women close to each other.

"Lonely, you want to die, don't you?" Even if she wants to die, don't look for her. Otherwise, she will be charged with these crimes later. Murong Fengqing is very angry. Is this man in heat all the time? And he always comes out of the blue. He holds her in his arms without even asking. Today, she just warned!

"I'm not with you yet. How can I want to die?" Looking at the cold and fierce in Murong Feng's beautiful eyes, her delicate face looked as cold as ice, but she still didn't let go. Although there is some pain all over his body, especially in his back, it is burning, but even so, he still wants to be with her, looking at her and holding her. No matter how painful or tired he is, he can bear it.

Murong Feng leans on Gu Wujue and wants to get up. He stares at Gu Wujue angrily. There is a gloomy black fog in his eyes. He drinks coldly, "it's your business. You let me go. Who wants to be with you, you flow..."

Finally, both of them were out of breath before they let her go.